1.Casting my eyes on Mr. Wemmick as he went along, to see what he was like in the light of day, I found him to be a dry man, rather short in statue, with a square wooden face, whose expression seemed to have been imperfectly chipped out with a dull-edged chisel. (Dickens, 1961:161)
2.That he was a muscular man, strong on his legs, and that he was browned and hardened by exposure to weather. (Dickens, 1961:299)
3.Down in the street little eddies of wind were whirling dust and torn papers into spirals, and though the sun was shining and the sky a harsh blue, there seemed no colour in anything, except the posters that were plastered everywhere. (Orwell, 1992:4)…
